Writers Block
It kind of hurts me ,when I don’t have anything to write … My glass is empty, My thoughts have dried up, God, pour some drops of words in my empty glass Give me a chance to prove myself fast I won’t disappoint you as I am a beauty of your spark 💫 Words are identity of my soul, Pen is a medium ,through which I embellish them to the core I feel so incapable & useless looking at this blank page I feel like I have forced myself in this invisible cage ,as I have nothing … Continue reading Writers Block
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